"..Small Caramel Latte, Please."

Chishiya said, holding out his card preemptively. He ordered the same drink, every morning- presumably on his way to work. Sometimes he would hang around, and sit at one of the far back tables to work, but he would mostly leave, quickly.

"Ah, That reminds me," He said, reaching into his breast pocket, holding out his medical ID "Do you do discounts for medical staff?"